Well, you can't tell by looking out the window here. The tree where Harry has her nest is of course still bare branched and now due to March winds there is a bit of debris hanging off one of them, i.e., a white plastic bag from Shaws. I wish I could shimmy and then I'd shimmy up that tree and grab it. If Harry had a dog's willingness to please as well as her squirrel agility we might manage it. David says a good storm will take of it.
Sad to say I've discovered this is not Harry the Squirrel I knew last year. She would run up to me for her walnut and then take it downstairs from our deck to bury it in the neighbor's yard. This imposter loves walnuts and is living in Harry's old nest but she's somebody else entirely. If I call "Harry!" she runs behind the flower pot. I roll the walnut and as soon as she hears me go back in the house she runs out and grabs it. Sigh. Was it a hawk, perhaps the hawk that landed on the deck railing a few weeks ago? Was it this squirrel? I find that hard to believe. More likely it was either Harry herself deciding to move on or one of our nut case drivers doing 40 in front of the house. I guess even a car doing the speed limit would be deadly.
But today is a day to be joyful! We have our health (sort of); we have Baby Cat whose birthday this is (she's 6) and we have the VERNAL EQUINOX. The sun is up and shining on the bare branches of the faux Harry's tree. And there's a black lab running back and forth in Burnham field. Early yesterday morning in the gray wet light I saw the seagulls walking across the field all at the same time, all in the same direction. Perhaps they were heading for the sub shop or perhaps St. Ann's Church whose spire shines silver at all times of year.
I think I've told you about Critter the cat I used to visit in the street near our condo in Eugene. I'd call "Critter, where are you?" At dusk she'd arrive and we'd have our evening chat while she rubbed against my leg or crawled into my lap. I didn't see her this last trip and felt such loss. Maybe she stayed inside two weeks because of the freezing weather? Keep hope that I'll find her again in April.
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